Way back in 2010, I gave you a heads up about this fun anthology call-out over at Mozark Press called A Shaker of Margaritas, Cougars on the Prowl. But if you’re like me, you la-ti-da’ed around, forgetting all about the story you were going to write.
And now, yeeeooow! According to an email I just opened, it’s last call for the Mozark Press stories! There is absolutely no time to piddle around. You must pounce on that idea. Think cougar. Think Boomer Lit. Think Heavens to Murgatroyd!
And if you don’t have any idea what Heavens to Murgatroyd! means, you’re probably not a person of a certain age. You probably remembered to write your 1500 to 3,000 word story way back in 2010 when I told you about this submission opportunity.
But for the rest of us, it’s exit, stage left (to write)!
(Thanks to Harlequeen at Flickr for the photo!)
Oh, Shazzam! (Another age teller.) I did forget. I forget everything. What do you expect from someone who's been reading books wrong for 50 years? Off to write!
Ha! Hasn't kept you from being a swell writer!Now, go write something swell!
Wait, I have a vague memory of you mentioning this before. Oops, it's gone. Anyway, I love that cougar photo!
Ooooh, I do, too, Vicky! I have a little problem with photos, though.Every time I think, "Okay, I'm just gonna get a pic and go!" But then, I start looking at all kinds of pics, and wondering if I'll get suded if I use a particular pic, and then I find a pic but it's like, microscopic. So, I start again…Sigh. It's all very "If you give a mouse a cookie."But yeah, after 47 minutes or so, I can find a great pic. 😉
Um, that should be "sued." But I kinda like suded, too.
Oh, so are you owning up to being a cougar????!